The Diplomat’s Club

What time does your flight get in? Six? All right, that gives us six hours. Then I'll meet you at the diplomat's club. I'll be the one without the big red sash. Okay, see you tonight. (Hangs up)

Is that the supermodel?

Yep, she's not gonna be back for a month, but I got six hours.

I thought you had a show in Ithaca.

I do, but it's three o'clock and then I'm flying right back and meeting Bridget at the Diplomat's Club in the airport.

Well, guess what I'm doing. I'm going to Mr. Pitt's, and I am telling him that I am quitting.

So that's it? You know I never even met the guy.

I've had enough. I am marchin' in.

You're marchin' in.

I'm marchin'. (Enter George)

Hey.

Hey. Elaine's quitting.

Really?

I'm marchin' in.

I've done the march in. Best feeling in the world.

How 'bout the march out?

Not as good. That's when you realize all the money you're losing.

This is it. Wish me luck.

Get a march goin'! March it! (She exits)

Jerry, I need to borrow your camera.

Why?

Well, I wanna put a picture of me and my boss Mr. Morgan up at the office.

What for?

They're reorganizing the staff, and I'm on thin ice with this guy as it is.

Isn't putting this guy's picture on your desk a little transparent?

It better be.

Mr. Pitt, I have something to tell you.

One second Elaine.

Mr. Pitt...

Elaine, you know what I just did? I just amended my will to include you as a beneficiary.

What?

Well, I think of you as part of my family. You've come to be like a daughter to me and I want to make sure you're taken care of after I'm gone.

(Flattered) Mr. Pitt...

(Sneezes) Elaine, I feel a cold coming on. Could you get me a cold pill from the medicine cabinet?

Oh no no, Mr. Pitt, you mustn't. You have to check with the pharmacy before you combine anything with your heart medicine,

Yes, yes, I'll check with the pharmacist.

We don't want anything to happen to you Mr. Pitt. We want you to live a long, long time.

(Holding camera) Look at this, I only have one picture left... How 'bout a shot of me and Mr. Morgan?

Why?

Why? Because we're a team! C'mon! Would you take this for us, dear? Thank you very much. Here we go... (To Morgan) Anyone ever tell you you look a lot like Sugar Ray Leonard? Yeah, you must get that all the time.

I suppose we all look alike to you, right Costanza?

No, not a racial thing, there really is a resemblance...

Oh my God.

Who are you?

This is the girl I want to put in my will. Elaine...

Please, rest Mr. Pitt.

You're the assistant? Why weren't you taking care of him?

Well, he gave me the morning off, I was doing a little... shopping. How did this happen?

Took a very dangerous combination: prescription heart medicine and these other pills.

Mr. Pitt, you were s'posed to talk with the pharmacist.

I spoke to someone who worked there.

I'm gonna go and call that pharmacist. (She exits)

How well do you know her?

Jerry, listen, just so you know, before we take off they're gonna tell us what to do in the vent of a crash-

Yes, I know. I've flown before.

Oh good. I just didn't want you to freak out... The chance of a crash is very slim. Do you have to go to the bathroom?

No.

(Pause) Because even if you have (Jerry gets up to go) to go a little you'd better go now because you won't get another chance until way after take off.

Hey, how you doin'?

Pretty good.

Name's Kramer.

Earl Hafler, nice to meet you. I'm headed to Houston, where you headed?

Oh I'm happy right here. Isn't this place amazing? Planes flying in from all corners of the world, and they know the minute they're arriving.

Ah they don't know a darn thing. That's why my flight the Houston's been delayed. They're all morons. Matter of fact, I'll bet you that that flight to Pittsburgh takes off before my flight to Houston.

Bet? Um, not betting.

Friendly wager.

I haven't made a bet in three years, I-

Ah c'mon. Keep things interesting, pass the time.

Okay, how much?

How 'bout 200?

You're on, cowboy!

How ya doin'?

Okay.

Nice day today.

What?

I'm George. George Costanza, you live around here?

Now arriving at gate 12...

This could be Mexico City.

C'mon Seattle, let's go.

Come on, Mexico City!

Seattle, yeah!

...flight 42 from Mexico City.

All right, c'mon, let's go again.

Mr. Pitt, do you need anything?

No.

You need something to sit up. Why don't I get you a pillow?

Okay.

It's a pretty full house, the lighting guy's name is Lew, he's got a birthday next week.

I don't care.

By the way, Jerry, I don't want you to freak out, but the pilot is going to be in the audience.

Who?

Remember the plane we took here? The pilot is gonna be sitting out there watching the show.

I don't care, why are you telling me this?

I just didn't want you to freak out when you saw him.

Why would I freak out? (To himself) Pilot...

Ladies and gentlemen, a big hand for Mr. Jerry Seinfeld! (Clapping)

Hey, all right. Good afternoon Ithaca. Welcome, good to see you here... Boy, I'll tell you, there's an awful lot of those orange cones you have on the throughway... (Sees pilot) on the way... up here... um... I..

It didn't go very well, did it?

No, it didn't. And you know why? Seeing the pilot in the audience really freaked me out.

I knew it.

If you hadn't mentioned anything, I would have been fine. I became obsessed with him.

Why did we invite him? Stupid, stupid. when he asked for a ticket, I should have said no. I'm gonna go chew him out.

Oh, it doesn't matter now.

Don't worry, Jerry. I'm on top of this.

Yeah, you're on top of it, and I'm on the bottom!

Well, Mr. Kramer, looks like you're in the hole $3200... Will that be cash or check?

All right, look, one more bet. Double or nothing. C'mon.

All right, but I wanna see some cash on the table.

All right, let me call my bank. You stay here. (He calls)

Hello?

Yeah, it's, uh, me.

Hey, what's up?

All right, listen. I need some cash.

What for?

I just need it, that's all.

Oh no. Don't tell me. You're gambling again, aren't you? Oh you weak, weak man. Where are you?

I'm at the airport.

The airport?

We've been betting on arrivals and departures. (Newman rolls eyes) But I'm down $3200 , so you've gotta get me some cash.

I don't have that kinda dough.

Sure you do.

Oh no, no, not the bag!

Oh help me man, I'm desperate!

All right, all right.

Sorry for the delay, folks, there is a slight complication that we're taking care of, and then we'll be on our way to La Guardia...

(To Katie) What is the complication?

Mr. Seinfeld?

Yes?

I'm sorry, but the pilot has asked that you leave this plane.

What?

Apparently, he has some sort of problem with you.

I'm not surprised. I really let him have it, Jerry. He has no business being in your audience if you didn't want him there.

I didn't care.

Well, now the pilot doesn't want you on his plane.

He can't just throw me off the plane!

Yes he can, if he has cause to believe a passenger will be a disturbance.

But I'm not a disturbance!

Well, apparently you are disturbing him, sir.

But someone is waiting for me!

Jerry, I don't want you to freak out.

I'm freakin' out! I am freakin' out!

There's a flight leaving at eight, and another one at eight-thirty, which one do you want?

Which one do you think I want?

The eight will get you in a little earlier.

Then we'll make it the eight.

I'll book a hotel, do you want a standard room or mini suite?]

Hotel?

Yeah, it's eight in the morning.

No, no, no. I have to get home tonight. Bridget's gonna be waiting for me at the Diplomat's Club. Rent a car.

Mid-size, luxury, or sports model, what's your preference?

I don't have a preference, okay! Just make a decision yourself! Stop bothering me with every minor little detail, please?

Okay, you're a big celebrity. (She exits)

Yo.

George.

Hey, Jerry, how was Ithaca?

I'm still here. Listen, you gotta go down to the Diplomat's Club...

Hey, Jerry, what was the name of the exterminator who fumigated your apartment when you had fleas?

Carl, I think.

Carl... Yeah, he was a nice guy.

Yeah, he was nice.

What company was it?

Defent.

Yeah, you know we spoke for a little bit...

You need an exterminator?

No, not really.

Oh, don't tell me. 'Cause he's black?

Gotta go.

George, George!

Hello, this is Jerry Seinfeld. Is Elaine there?

Hold on... Elaine, there's a Jerry Seinfeld on the phone for you.

Hello?

Elaine, I need you to do me a big favor. I need you to go down to the Diplomat's Club and meet Bridget for me. I'm going to be late.

That's at the airport, right?

Right, I don't want Bridget to think I stood her up. I'll never get another date with her. She'll freak out.

All right, all right. You sound a little freaked out yourself.

I am a little freaked out!

Calm down, I'll take care of it. (Ms. Walker looks suspicious of Elaine)

All right, but you have to go now.

I said I'll take care of it!

Kramer.

Hey.

Okay, here it is.

Good. (To Earl) Here's my collateral.

So it's a mailbag, so what?

So what? Do you know whose mailbag that is?

(Reading) David Berkowitz.

Son of Sam. The worst mass murderer the post office ever produced.

Where did you get this?

I took over his route. And boy, were there a lot of dogs on that route.

Any of 'em talk to you?

Just to tell me to keep off the snacks!

(To Kramer) Your buddy's a helluva guy.

Yeah, don't I know it.

Okay, Cosmo, we're back in business. Let's check out the board. Now, who do you like?

All right, how 'bout Ithaca vs. Boston?

All right, I'll give you a sportin' chance. I'll take Ithaca.

Double or nothin'.

Double or nothin'.

I hope you know what you're doing... (Kramer gives Newman a look of lack of confidence)

(Wakes up) Where are we?

I'm not sure.

Is this even a road?

Oh we lost the road a half hour ago.

What? Why didn't you wake me up?

You told me not to bother you with minor details.

No, road is a major detail!

Okay, now I know. Should I keep going or turn around, do you have a preference?

(Pointing ahead) Look out!

May I help you?

I'm the exterminator.

Oh, yes of course, come in.

Why didn't you want me to bring my equipment or wear my uniform?

Yes, well, if the other people in the office saw that I called an exterminator, they would just panic. Besides, this is sort of a friendly visit. Carl, right?

Do I know you?

Yeah, sure, we met at Jerry Seinfeld's apartment. When you fumigated for fleas over there.

Seinfeld... Oh yeah, funny white guy, right?

Jerry? Yes, I suppose he is white. You know, I never really thought about it. I don't see people in terms of color. You know, there's someone I'd like you to meet. Hand on... (To phone) Is Mr. Morgan in?

Mr. Morgan left for dinner.

He left... huh... Carl, you hungry?

Here's a new twist on car pooling: Early this morning, a lost Manhattanite drove through a residential backyard and wound up in a swimming pool near Ithaca, New York. Comedian Jerry Seinfeld, a passenger, seemed a little freaked out.

That's it! No more questions! I don't care!

That's him! That's the man who gave me the pills in the drug store! He's no pharmacist.

Jerry Seinfeld... I know that name. He called here earlier for Elaine. (She looks at Mr. Pitt)

(To Carl) Oh, by the way, order anything you want, it's all on me. Just do me a tiny favor: pretend we're old friends. Oh my God! Mr. Morgan! What a coincidence, it's Mr. Morgan. Mr. Morgan, I want you to meet a dear old friend of mine, Carl.

I'm the exterminator. (Morgan confused)

That's... what we used to call him in high school, the exterminator. He's a linebacker. Oh, did we have some wild times.

Well, that Newman was your good luck charm.

Yeah, he was.

I should have quitted at double or nothin'. Travelers checks acceptable?

Oh I accept.

(Talking to another man) ...yeah he worked in the cubicle right next to me. We once double dated.

Yeah, it's a pleasure doin' business with a gentleman like yourself. (Elaine enters)

Kramer.

Oh hi Elaine. What are you doing here?

Jerry asked me to meet his girlfriend here. Did you here about his plane in Ithaca?

What about the plane in Ithaca?

Oh, our stupid friend freaked out the pilot. Single handedly delayed the plane a whole hour. Can you believe that?

Boy...

Your friend caused the delay?

Uh huh.

You're a cheat! Nobody hustles Earl Hafler.

C'mon!

See you around, Cosmo.

What?

Poison you? Jerry Seinfeld tried to poison you? Wha? Mr. Pitt, what are you, delirious? He's never even met you!

You're fired, Elaine. Goodbye.

Goodbye? (Elaine thinks of memories with Mr. Pitt)

Bridget!

Jerry, what happened?

Oh, I'm so sorry. I got stuck out of town. I missed our whole time together.

Well, my plane doesn't leave for another half hour.

Really? (They start to make out, Jerry sees the pilot on the plane) Oh my God, that's him! That's the pilot!

I love this place. You know, Carl and I come here all the time.

Is that right?

Yeah, I come here all the time. You wouldn't believe the rat problems in the kitchen.

(George spits out food) I thought so. You really are an exterminator. This time, George, you've sunk to a new low. (He leaves)

Check, please.

Hey, Sugar Ray Leonard can eat here on the house.

Mr. Morgan! Did you hear that? Mr. Morgan!